Last summer I collected a series of images from the International Festival. The spotlight was on Africa that year. I don’t remember the country the drummer represented but I was drawn to the pattern of his costume as well as the contrast between the foreground and background. White is a color that I try to use very little of and when I do only in controlled areas of my paintings, but the tent happened to be pure white and I debated weather or not to paint it in as my background all together. In the end I think it
8"x10" acrylic on hardboard I have driven past this building for most of my life. It stood as a marker of sorts, sitting off a long stretch of road between my grandmother's house and the closest town. I really never gave much thought to the building until the last time I drove that way. Unlike all of the other times it was night. I was returning home in the middle of the night and for the first time ever, I think I actually SAW the building. I wondered what it was like in its hay day? Did it even have a hay day or was it an business that never took off? I wondered was it a cafe, restaurant, or store of some sort? Was it even functioning as a business at all or was it now just someones house? The one thing I was certain of was that it was incredible the way it was lit up and glowing on the side of a dark Texas road. SOLD

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